All these accidents that happen, follow the dot, coincidence makes sense only with you, you don't have to speak, I feel emotional landscapes, they puzzle me, then the riddle gets solved and you push me up to this state of emergency, how beautiful to be, state of emergency is where I want to be.

lunes, 30 de junio de 2008

Lunes y necesito dormir

If this is what we feel
and that is what we are
cuál es el sentido de los pássaros y la distancia?

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